This is a song about "Wick3d records"

My records sell, yes sir

Run for cover and return fire

Rappers i look up to they got records, i'mma break that shit

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

We had ya pussies flinching before the records started sending.

Death row and other evil records use lethal methods

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Coming, shady records muthafucka we gone bitch

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

And breaking all the records on that 4x4 relay

I got the skill, i got that will to fufill, and make them haters go still

Because i'm weary of seeing all these rappers spitting on records with no skill

Check my records, i killed every single fucking objector!

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her